The touch on her back brought a twitch to her mouth and she kissed him, aggressive as always in her affections. For now, she forgot her misgivings. This was way too exciting to be brought down by minor doubts.
"I know, I fucking hate these clothes," she said after her lips had released his from their death grip. "But it's important, where we're going." Her eyes lit up in barely contained glee. "I think the hardest part of this is going to be the whole 'acting sad' bit."